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Raph and Casey in TMNT Shredder’s Revenge, ‘nuff said.

You were a very critical child, you thought you were doing a little better and were a little smarter than most kids. You could do much more than they could and it did give you a slight ego.

But there’s one thing you couldn’t do. 

Being from the 1950s, your first father was the sole provider for the family and couldn’t teach you how to play catch or baseball. Your first mother tried but you turned her offer down because you knew she was stretched thin with your other siblings.

You loved your new family just as much as you loved your past one. You called  Carlisle and Esme your mom and dad and you called the other adopted Cullen kids your sisters and brothers.  You enjoyed being with them and many things, like baseball were scabbed over with your other hobbies. It had been eighty eight so naturally it faded from your mind. 

Except when thunderstorms rang out. 

 That’s when your family will play baseball, cracking the ball across the field with the bursts of sound.  

Typically you watched, sometimes you read or you were the umpire. No one thought to ask you to play because you never offered to but it was peaking the curiosity of a certain brother: Emmett.

You were situated in the kitchen, carefully working on a puzzle with Esme.

“I think this one goes her- Oh god!” She shouted when the sound of Emmett jumping from the stairs broke her from her focus.

“Sorry,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. “What’s going on here?”

“A puzzle, we’re almost done.” You said , looking intently at the pieces.

Emmett looked at you, “Say, kid,”

“Don’t call me kid.”

“Right, anyway, I was wondering if you’re gonna play baseball this go around? Ed is bringing his girlfriend. We gotta impress her.”

“I don’t play baseball. Does she?”

“Well, her stepdad does. Why don’t you play?”

You didn’t know why you felt embarrassed but you knew what great players all of the other Cullens were.

“I never learned.” You said, not looking up from the puzzle.

Emmett was surprised to say the least, “well, do you want to?”

“Yes!” You jumped at the opportunity.

“Alright, slow down you two. How are you going to teach him?” Esme said, now looking at her two adoptive children.

“Well duh, give him a bat, get a ball and throw it.” Emmett said like it was obvious.

“Be careful and have fun.” She tell with a smile as she continued to work on her puzzle.

You were standing in the driveway, armed with a helmet and a bat. The full experience.

“Okay so, stand like this,” he stood to the side. You followed suit.

Emmett showed you how to hold the bat and he walked away from you, holding the ball.

“Alright. I’m going to throw it, just hit it.”

He threw the ball and you promised yourself you were going to hit it. 

You hit it.